A muse from my childhood

One bright day in the middle of the night
two dead boys got up to fight .

They faced each other back to back ,
then drew their swords and shot each other .

When a deaf policeman heard the noise
he came and killed the two dead boys .

If you think my tale is tall
ask the blind lady - she saw it all.

So pull up a chair and sit on the floor …
if you don’t want I’ll tell you more

how one bright day in the middle of the night
two dead boys got up to fight .

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I heard that one via my 5th grade teacher ~1966

That reminds me of Hughes Mearns’ “Antigonish” (1899)

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
I wish, I wish he’d go away…

When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn’t see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!)

Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn’t there
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how I wish he’d go away…

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